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Boxing Day at the Races – Part 35 of 46 – Book 2
Next morning we were all getting ready, in our boots, big coats and hats, to leave for the point-to-point race meeting when Mary came up to me and said. “Morning, David, how are you, today? I understand your bed wasn’t slept in last night”.
“Good morning, Mistress, you seemed to enjoy three in a bed last night, Vivian and Carole were very good to me last night, my back is much better this morning”. I replied pointedly.
Marjorie gave us stickers to put in the car windows to get us into the VIP car park, “When you get there, make your way to the steward’s tent, you should find Rose there, she’ll give you all a pass to the racecourse”.
We sent off, Clive drove one car, with Carole in front with him and Marjorie, Vivian and Paul squeezed between them. I drove with Tommy sitting next to me, with Mary, Rory and Brenda giggling in the back.
After parking the cars, I saw Rose and called out to her, she waved back and came over to me wearing a big badge attached to her coat, ‘Chief Race Steward’ emblazoned on it in gold. She planted a big, sloppy kiss on my lips. “Hello, David, very nice to see you again, this is Jenna, my personal trainer”.
She gave me a badge which would get us into the VIP catering marquee and the grandstand, I looked at a tall, very striking woman, with short-cropped blonde hair, probably in her mid to late thirties I guessed, even in her thick coat, I could tell she had a very athletic type of body. As she shook my hand and said, hello, I detected a slight Scandinavian accent.
As Rose greeted the others and handed out more badges, I felt a thump in my side, I knew it could only be one person. “Hello, horsey man, how are you”.
“Well, hello, Daphne, my you’re looking great”. I could tell, even with a sheepskin coat over her riding gear she looked very fit and quite slim.
“Yes, I’ve been in training for my rides, today, Jenna helped me, she’s nice and I have enjoyed her; but Rose refuses to let me use her as a pony. I think she’s in love with her and wants her to move in with us”.
“Well good for her, how many rides have you got any worth backing”? I enquired.
“I’ve got three, ones got a good chance, you’ll like this, his name’s ‘My Little Man’, and he should win”.
Rose and Jenna came back, arm-in-arm, “Come on, David, we’re all going to the marquee”, she linked her other arm in mine, and we started to walk.
“This is all part of your land then, Rose”? I enquired.
“Yes, my grandfather purchased the original farm, then my father bought the adjoining farm and converted it into stables, we keep sheep her as well as the horses. When you were with us earlier in the year, you only saw about half of the estate, over the other side of the hill there”. As she pointed across a heavily wooded area.
“If you are interested, I’ll show you more of the estate”.
“Yes, I’d like that, if you’ve got time”, I replied.
She shouted to the others, “I’m going to show David and Jenna part of the estate, anyone else interested”?
There were no replies, I think they were more interested in the hot drinks in the marquee; I was quite a cold morning, so we continued to the grandstand, which was a scaffolded temporary structure, which felt very safe as we climbed halfway up it. We turned to face the racetrack, a rectangular circuit with fences dotted around it.
Rose described. “You get a very good view of the track from here; the parade ring is in front, and the betting ring is just there. The track is about a mile and three-quarters long with eight fences to the circuit, most races the horses go round twice, in the long-distance race they go three times round”.
We climbed to the top of the grandstand and look across the estate, “You can just see the stable roofs, from up here, across the wood”.
“Oh”, I asked, “what’s happening over there”? I point to an area in from the road.
“The estate is getting rather difficult to manage so Daphne and I decided we need to do something for our retirement fund. We got planning permission to build five luxury houses over there: it’s going to be a nice, secluded area to live for anyone buying a house there. There’s going to be a close of four, three bedroomed houses, a private covered swimming pool and a fifth house, with four bedrooms, two with en-suite, which is going to be a little more secluded. The roads and utility features are all in place and they’re starting the foundations after Christmas”.
“That sounds very good; we could be interested in a house here”.
“That would be good, David, I could reserve one for you, I’ll bring the plans and architects impression drawing on, New Year’s Eve, to show you at the dance”.
“No, I’d rather you didn’t, I don’t want Mary to know anything about this yet, I’d be very interested in the four-bedroom house”.
“Perhaps we can arrange for you to come over and stay with us, sometime in the New Year, to go over things. But we should go and join the others for lunch”.
“Yes, that would be good, as long as I’m not used as a horse again”. I said with a smile.
We all sat and had a good lunch in the marquee of game pie while Vivian and Carole had a nut roast, while I and Clive stuck to soft drinks most of the others had champagne. We then went and sat in the grandstand to watch a colourful display of the local hunt ride round with the hounds, in the middle of the course. Mary and Brenda cuddled from the cold on each side of Rory, while Vivian and Carole cuddled each side of me.
Before the racing started, Carole, Tommy, Clive and I got in a little huddle before I went to talk to Rose; I then put on our bets. We followed the same procedure before each race.
As the first race got underway we all stood up, jumped and cheered as the horses ran by, which helped to alleviate the cold.
The second race was the first where Daphne was riding ‘My Little Man’, Rose came and stood next to me and said, “He’s got a good chance if Daphne can keep in the saddle”.
The race was going well; our horse was in third place with three fences to go. Daphne was riding well and moved up to second place with a good jump. We were all cheering as she jumped into the lead at the penultimate jump and with a final good jump at the last the horse fly past the winning post well in the lead.
We were all very merry as everyone had backed the horse and at five to one, a ten-pound bet had won fifty.
The third race was the stayers’ race, Daphne was riding again but Rose was unsure about the horse’s stamina, so I put my money on another horse she recommended. She was going well but it was obvious the horse was getting tired and with three fences to go, it fell. Daphne side on her backside but was quickly up trying to catch the horse but it got away. I smiled as I imagined her swearing like a trooper while she was waving her arms about.
Daphne was riding again in the fifth race; Rose told me she had a good chance but was worried about another horse. As it was she came in in second place after a good ride.
We all went back to the marquee after the sixth race, and they all continued drinking while we waited for the traffic to clear. After about ninety minutes. Apart from me, Clive, Vivian and Carole, who were not alcohol lovers, all the others were very merry.
Rory came and draped his arm around my shoulders and I a very slurry voice said. “What a good day, David, you’re a really good man, we’ve done very well this afternoon”.
Mary looking rather annoyed came and pulled him away, saying, “You’re drunk, Rory, come and have some coffee”.
Rose came over and said, “How are you getting on with him then, David, he looks younger than you and Mary”.
“Yes he is a bit, but Mary likes him, but she thinks he is too nice to me, she’s trying to make him more dominant”.
“Marjorie’s, young man, is he’s a lot younger than her”? Rose asked
“Yes, she introduced him a while ago as her ‘nephew, but she’s taken him into the firm now as her assistant”.
“But you are alright about the situation now”?
“Yes, I’m used to it now, but Mary’s been having some wild changes of moods lately, I still love her, madly as she does me”.
Rose was called away and Jenna was left standing next to me, she said, “Hi, Rose tells me you’re a very good man, I think she likes you; she explained your situation but said you are a marvellous masseur and have wonderful caring hands, I hope I get the opportunity to try your talents”.
“Thank you, I am pleased to meet you and hope I can help out soon, I will look forward to meeting you again”, I said.
We all then piled into the cars and drove back to Marjorie’s house, Mary asked from the back of the car, “You seemed to enjoy yourself today, David. What were all those little meetings you four kept have and all those talks with Rose”.
“That was our little betting consortium, and Rose was giving me all the info about the horses, we had four winners, a second and third, how much did we win Tommy”?
“I’ve got nine thousand, six hundred and fifty-nine pounds to share between the four of us”.
Mary said, “You lucky things, you didn’t let me in that, I just backed the colours, I liked that the jockeys were wearing, and lost money”.
Rory chipped in with a laugh, “David, let me in on a couple of horses, I’ve got two hundred and sixty pounds more in my pocket than when we got here”.
“I hope you’re going to treat me next week, both of you”, Mary said disgruntledly.
“We’re always treating you, Mary but you don’t always appreciate it”. I said.
She came back with, “That’s not fair, David, of course, I always appreciate what you do for me”.
“Yes, Tommy, you can treat me, as well”. Brenda laughingly said.
Carole and I rustled up some food from leftovers from yesterday’s dinner; nobody wanted any more alcohol, so we just had tea and coffee. Even the four servants were allowed to join in the silly games that Marjorie had organised.
At bedtime, Marjorie said, “You three”, pointing at me, Carole and Tommy, “take Mary, Paul and Brenda up and help them get ready”.
But Brenda made an excuse and said, “I’d rather sleep in your spare room with Tommy if that’s okay”.
“Yes, whatever you fancy, Brenda”.
So, Carole and I got Mary and Paul ready for their bed, Mary insisted that Carole undressed and kissed and caressed Paul’s body and sucked his manhood. After taking off Mary’s clothes as I caressed her shoulders I whispered in her ear, “Are you going to be alright with him, he’s very big”.
She slapped my back and retorted, “You know how I like my men, of course, and I’ll be fine”.
After I had got her wet, she made a big point of crying out with joy as she slid onto his giant cock, while we went out the door. While Carole undressed Rory and Marjorie agreed that I should pay tribute to his erection, for which Carole was very grateful.
As we walked down the corridor, Vivian came out of a room with Tommy and, “You go in here, David”.
As I entered, Brenda was laying on the bed in all her naked glory.
“Get your clothes off, you wonderful man, and get over here”.
I stripped as fast as I could and said, “What’s happening, where’s Tommy”?
“Vivian agreed to look after him, tonight, she’s not going to be hard on him, she told me what they did for you, last night, and how is your back now”?
“It was fine until Mary slapped me just now; did you not want a piece of Paul then”?
“No, I’ve found him to be rather brash and too handy with his hands, these last two days, you know how I treat men that upset me”.
“Yes, but he does have a very big cock”.
“Don’t worry about him, get over here and kiss and caress my body”.
As I kissed my way down her soft body, over her large breasts, she began to spread her legs, as my mouth reached her waiting vagina and kissed it; she rolled me over and spun around on my body to bring her fanny to my mouth. As I kissed, licked and sucked, I heard the faint click of her locket and the key unlocked my cage. She took it off and kissed, licked and sucked my cock to an enormous erection, I felt so hard I thought I might burst.
She swivelled around my body again and whispered in my ear, “Make love to me, and make me cum”.
She squealed with joy as I felt her vaginal muscles tighten around me, we started to copulate, slowly, at first, gradually quickening the pace. I wrapped my arms around her as she grabbed my buttocks, we collapse on to each other, breathing heavily, I had cum first, but Brenda kept going until I could feel her feminine juices on my balls and upper legs. We moved again into a sixty-nine position and sucked and licked our pubic areas clean. We lay side by side facing each other with our arms wrapped each other in an embrace we slowly lapsed into sleep.
I replace my cage and to my relief, nothing was said about the sleeping arrangements while we had breakfast. The three of us helped Clive clear and clean up the house, while others relaxed, talking and reading the newspaper.
Marjorie came into the room where we were waiting in, while the others were getting ready to leave, again she kissed each one of us on the forehead and said, “Thank you all, I hope you have enjoyed your Christmas, we had some fun yesterday. It’s been wonderful the way you looked after us, thank you again, I’ll see you all again next Sunday at the New Year’s Eve Party”.
Mary and Rory sat in the back of the car as I drove home; we had to drop Rory off at his flat. I parked outside while Mary went in with him, while I sat in the car.
She was in there for quite a long time, when she finally came and sat in the front seat next to me, I could not resist saying. “Did you go to bed with him; you were in there a long time”.
“Don’t be silly, David, I couldn’t do that this morning, I’m rather sore”.
“Oh, how did you get on with Paul? He did have a large penis, but Brenda told me, he was very brash and free with his hands over the two days, that’s why she didn’t want to share him last night”.
“I must agree, his penis was magnificent, but he was a little rough, that’s why I’m sore. I don’t know how Marjorie puts up with him. Rory’s, like you, much tender with a lady. Speaking of Rory, his flat is rather small, as he is away all week I don’t see any point of him keeping it, he could move in with us, couldn’t he”.
“Don’t be ridiculous, Mary, if you make that happen I shall move out. Just think about it from his, point of view, he’s young; he needs a place of his own. What if you get fed up with him or he gets fed up with you, it’s still barely a month or so, that you’ve known him, and you still don’t really know enough about him”.
“That’s why I love you, David; you’re so sensibly and rationally think about things”. As she put her arm across my shoulder and pecked me on my cheek.
At home, after we had dinner, we sat on the sofa and watch TV, until Mary pressed herself against me, putting her arm around my neck and whispered in my ear, “Will you give me a nice relaxing massage, David, please, I’m still sore from last night. You can sleep with me but nothing more, perhaps tomorrow”.
“Yes, of course, my love, but let’s just see the end of this programme first”.
I undressed quickly and took Mary in my arms and kissed her passionately before taking off her clothes, caressing and kissing her body. On the table, I smoothed soothing lotion down her back when I got to her buttocks I noticed small round bruises on each side, as I soothed the lotion, I said. “My, he was a little rough on you”.
“Yes, that was when he grabbed me, to get right inside me. I know how you like to hear about my sexual adventures, I hope I’m not getting you aroused”.
Turning over, I carefully caressed her breasts and kissed her nipples, finishing at her vagina I could see the soreness, so I kissed it gently.
Lying in bed together Mary said, “I feel much better now, you’re so good, thank you. Do you know what I would like us to do tomorrow, go swimming”?
“That would be very nice, but I wouldn’t like to be embarrassed or embarrass you, my cage would show through my trunks when I came out of the water”.
“You’d do anything to get out of your cage but yes, I’ll let you out before we go”.
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